Summer Love - Visitor's Poem

by Harsh Mota
(Mombasa, Kenya)

wind's wild,
sea is roaring,
birds are chirping-
and yet her house is a hand away...

trees are swaying,
memories flaring,
reminding of time they had-
a few summers ago...

hearts had throbbed,
they held their breaths,
goose pimples all over-
had a story to tell...

when silence was bliss,
eyes were conversing,
innocence such-
even Satan would've given in...

first words melted the hearts,
feelings overflowed,
the earth stood still-
and the moments froze in time...